“Iseult is on the move,” Felix said.“Our guards thought she was coming here, but she’s headed toward the private quarters.”
“Fuck.Have you alerted Leo?”
“He’s not answering.Casey has moved into position.”A shrill buzzer started beeping on Felix’s wrist unit.“Crap.That’s the fence alarm.Wanna bet that it’s Iseult’s men come to back her up?It’s in the south sector.”
“On it.”Saber spoke into his communicator.
Felix took the opportunity to contact the guards they’d put on Iseult.
“Our security team is on their way,” Saber said.“Where is Iseult?”
“Leo’s quarters.”Felix broke into a run.
Chapter Fourteen
LeothrustintoBetrysfrom behind, surrounding her with his strength.Each time they made love, it seemed better.More.She shuddered beneath him, the quakes speeding to her quim and squeezing his cock in rhythmic spasms.Leo nuzzled her neck, his lips moving over the spot on her neck that drove her crazy.He kissed her there, and her heart filled so much she thought she might burst with happiness.
“Leo.”His name was a breathy sigh.
“Yes, darling Betrys?”
“Please move.Now.”She wriggled forward then slammed back on his cock, and a mew of satisfaction escaped her.He…this…she’d never imagined there would be another man after Corrin.And even if this was for the short term, it showed her there was hope for the future.Her future after Iseult.
“Anything for you, Betrys.”He retreated and pushed back inside her channel, his shaft filling her deeply and massaging every tender spot on the way.His lips fastened on the strange mark that had appeared low down on the side of her neck—the faint black mark that wouldn’t seem to scrub away.He sucked hard and the sensations roaring along her veins intensified ten-fold.
“Leo, yes!Yes!”Her quim tightened, flexed and she let out a cry of acute pleasure as she spilled over into climax.Leo surged deep, and she sobbed out his name.He thrust hard again, a primal grunt emerging, his breath misting across her neck.His tongue rasped that spot again, back and forth, back and forth.Another mini orgasm tore through her, and she was vaguely aware of Leo coming.
“Lights on,” a hard voice screeched.
“What the fuck?”Leo pulled out of her and whirled around in a defensive crouch.“You can’t just walk into someone’s home.Get the fuck out.”
Iseult.Horror spurted in Betrys, and she rubbed her bare arms.She had to get her robe.Without taking her gaze from Iseult, she slid from the bed, ultra-aware of her nakedness, her vulnerability.This wasn’t the way she wanted things to go with Iseult.She’d wanted to make sure Ricci was safe, then disappear without any fuss.Confrontation hadn’t been part of her plans.Her hands trembled as she reached for her robe.Shehadto get dressed.Her fingers wrapped around her discarded garment and she forced her locked limbs to work.
“You’re dead,” Iseult snapped and her furious gaze went from him to fasten on Betrys.She hissed, a sibilant sound spelling danger.“You lied to me.”
Iseult’s high-pitched screech, her menacing threat, roused Betrys from her fear, and she scrambled into her robe and tied her belt to fasten the clothing securely around her waist.Her acute sense of vulnerability subsided, her pulse rate leveled out, and she edged toward the door.
“What you say?”Iseult demanded, and her skin rippled.
“I did not lie.”Betrys slid another step closer to the door, her gaze locked on Iseult while remaining a healthy distance.“You assumed he was dead.”
“All others died.”Iseult’s head cocked, her gaze on Leo.Puzzlement and intrigue shimmered in her voice, but the underlying flatness to her tone bade Betrys to hurry.“Why not he?”
“I didn’t lie.”Betrys glanced at Leo, interpreted his silent approval, and sidled another step.Iseult couldn’t watch them both at once.If she had to split her attention, it might give one of them a chance to raise the alarm.
“You lied by omission,” Iseult said and a deep growl issued from low in her chest.Her skin rippled again, and she lost the fight to hold her shape.Her spider form burst outward, and the sharp rent of fabric filled the air.A shrill cry spilled from her throat, and she trembled, her legs shaking before settling on the tiled floor to stabilize her rotund black body.Her chest was a patchwork quilt of vivid green and red and blue, while her face remained in a humanoid form, pale and smooth and beautiful with a skillful application of enhancements, and her black hair in an upswept style.
Ugh.The contrast of beauty and ugliness took creepy to new levels.Betrys couldn’t look at her without shuddering, without recalling the acts of murder the woman had committed, without worrying about the murders she might yet commit.
Leo gestured at the door, and Betrys dipped her head in an imperceptible nod.
“What are you doing here, Iseult?”Leo’s eyes were long and narrow, and Betrys noticed his hands were clenched, probably to hide his claws.She could see his feline bursting to attack.
But they needed more room.They needed to stall in the hope that help would arrive.She slid nearer to the doorway.
“Stand still.”Iseult’s voice was a high shriek of rage that made the small hairs at Betrys’s nape rise in agitation.
“Why should we?”Leo countered, and he kept moving.“You’re the one who’s trespassing.”
